Riiiiiiiiiiight.

Nutters.

Easily explained.

It's spiritual for them.

"My next, and most recent, experience is the superman suspension that I did, thanks to I Was Cured, in August. Going into this one was different from anything else I'd ever done. All my other mods had been intended for the visual and/or physical effects. This one, though, I went into for the psychological/spiritual effects. The experiences I'd read all said that it would have an intense, long-lasting effect. Friends told me that I'd never be the same after I did my first suspension. That it'd be a positive change, but that I'd experience a change, and I'd never be the same. What no one could explain, though, is exactly what I'd feel, how I would change.

The day of my suspension came and, with my friend Brett, I went to Shannon's place. There were about 25 other people there, too. All doing suspensions or pullings. I had seen pictures before, but had never seen a suspension in person. I thought I knew what to expect physically, but the psychological side was still a mystery to me. After talking to the first couple people to do their suspensions, I was much more comfortable. They described their experience as intensely positive. I relaxed some, and was ready for my suspension.

I was there with my friend Brett. Both of us were there to do our first superman suspension. For both of us, it was our first. We had wanted to have a little time between our suspensions, so we could be there for each other, but it didn't end up working out that way. Brett ended up going right before me. Fortunately, by the time it was my turn to get "hooked up" Brett was down, and Blair had also come. With Brett holding one hand and Blair holding the other, I was ready to go.

The pain of the first four hooks wasn't bad, but the next pair, right over my kidneys, was really intense. So intense, in fact, that I slipped into a different state of consciousness. Although I didn't realize it until the next day, I have what I hear is about a 5 minute gap in my memory. After the hooks went in, they were asking if I was ok, and I replied yes (even if it was through tightly clenched teeth). They asked again, and I don't think I was able to answer. Then my muscles began to relax and I lay on the cot, at first, hearing voices around me, getting more and more distant, then just hearing sounds and vaguely seeing shades of light and shadow, then with no transition that I'm aware of, I had a partially dissolved block of glucose in my mouth and heard someone saying "It's ok, just let it dissolve slowly." I thought she was talking to me, but later realized that she was probably talking to Brett. After a nice, long break, the other 4 hooks went in pretty easy.

I moved over to the rig and they roped me up. Brett and Blair both came over with me, to coach me, and more of a concern to me, to help me if I needed it. I wasn't so concerned with needing physical help. I was still worried about the psychological effects. I had heard from everyone that, once I left the ground, I would never be the same. I don't really fear change, but it was still a pretty scary concept.

With Blair on my left hand and Brett on my right, they began to put tension on the ropes. The pain was intense. They put some of the weight on the ropes, but didn't get me all the way up before I yelled to stop. After a couple minutes, the pain was mostly gone and we went up a bit more, and another yell to stop. It took about 5 times, adding some weight each time, before I finally broke free of the Earth.

It was incredible. No words exist to describe the feeling. I was free. I was weightless. I felt the same thing I'd felt during my implants, but so much more intense. As soon as I'd left the ground, I was a different person. Stronger, more emotional, more spiritual, more positive, more human, and maybe even somehow just a bit more than human. It was a feeling I could never have imagined, and a feeling I could never have achieved in any other way.

Through all this, I was still holding tightly to Brett and Blair. I didn't want to let go of the Earth. I was being overwhelmed by feelings, by positivity, by life. I really needed something to drink, though, so someone handed me my bottle of Sprite. I tried to drink, but couldn't get much while still holding on to someone, so I let go. I was free of the Earth for the first time in my life. I'd climbed to yet another, still higher, plane. These words really don't do justice to the feelings I was having, but as I said, the words just don't exist.

After about 30 minutes, I saw the next person was ready to go up. I wanted to stay up forever, but knew I couldn't, so I told them I was ready to come down. As soon as I touched the cot, it felt like the Earth, having just noticed my existence again, suddenly dumped 200 pounds of sand on my back. I was laying on my face on the cot, and just didn't care. I'd done it! I'd done something that people only dream of, and come through the experience a changed man. They were right. I'd never be the same again, and I was glad.

Talking to other people that day, I kept hearing that, even for them, my suspension was an intensely positive, intensely emotional experience. I felt the same from watching others do their suspensions, too. If anyone ever needs proof that this stuff can be spiritual, all they need to do is go, in a small, supportive group, and do a suspension. They'll never question again."

http://www.uscobm.com/articles.asp?title=My%20Spiritual%20Journey,%20Through%20Modifications&ID=9

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Originally posted by: bonniepirateanne
"(watch out, the pic is kinda gross)"

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That one damn near cost me my lunch, a Tater-Tot casserole.